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I’ll kiss you again between the bars~

I’ll kiss you again between the bars~

(via kateoplis)

nevver:

Peanuts

Story of my lyf~

nevver:

Peanuts

Story of my lyf~

Oh dear~

Oh dear~

(via sevenpoints)

… & I always had bulging pockets under my eyes, drunk-landlady eyes. Maybe a grudging curve of the lips where a smile should be. Maybe.

I was not a lovable child, & I’d grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, & it’d be a scribble with fangs.

Libby. Dark Places, a novel by Gillian Flynn.
Felicidades, marico… Que te queden años de sobra para viciar y otras hierbas aromáticas. 

Felicidades, marico… Que te queden años de sobra para viciar y otras hierbas aromáticas. 

(via nanoism)

Got bitten fingernails & a head full of the past… 

Purging. 

Purging. 

(via cigarettesandmartinis)

Nací del cielo y sé que algún día volveré. Madre no es la que pare, madre es la que cría… A mi nadie me parió y nadie me crió.

Y así…

What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself & meet no one for hours - that is what you must be able to attain.
—  Rainer Maria Rilke

Days away I still feel you, touching me, changing me & considerately killing me… 

Keep me in my place. 

Keep me in my place. 

(via nymphoninjas)

I loose myself in body hair. 

I loose myself in body hair. 

ohverytired:

Wasted Rita

(via hotelfordicks)

Self Portraits by Elisa Garbarino

& so,

the sun left… 

(via awholelottavia)

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